MartyParty, Salva, Buku

[LUCKY ASS GLITCH] A decade ago, back when Martin Folb was just another corporate drone desperate to find a creative outlet for rather specified talents of computer science, EDM was still enough of a niche genre that the South African ex-pat taught himself Ableton Live out of sheer professional curiosity. Even blessed with old pal Ooah of Glitch Mob as counsel (the two would later collaborate as tender trap duo PANTyRAiD), it's hard to imagine careerism fueling a middle-aged engineer's obsessive pursuit of "purple" soundscapes writ binary coding, on albums like last year's MVP, a singular notion of instrumental hip-hop with vocals replaced by wobbly basslines flitting above clubland beats and Top 40 dynamics. As a story of tireless commitment to personal vision, there's something admirable about thousands of kids cheering on the newly-christened MartyParty's onstage laptop-work. As songs, there's something unsettling about a muse driven by bombastic dubstep. The road to Skrillex is paved with good intentions.